Unpacking...still.

Although the boxes and suitcases have been put away, I'm slightly ashamed to say that my post-DC packing still is basically sitting at the end of my bed. I have a few clothes piles and newspaper piles to sort through and put away. It serves as a nice parallel to unpacking mentally the past three months of experiences.

While it's hard to believe I've been home for three weeks, I really have come to an appreciation of Kansas. I've learned to appreciate open space, prairie, and blue skies, where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day, that sort of thing. (Home on the Range is our state song.) :)

Driving is nice, despite the fact that I now have to pay attention to gas prices (which just hit 3.40/gallon here).

It's weird when people ask me "How was DC?" because it's such a broad subject. When I got back my French prof (who knows Jana's advisor, can someone cue "It's a Small World"?) said that it must be a difficult question to answer, and wondered if I responded "do you have a minute or an hour?" Which is funny. I can rattle off a quick summary, but the first night I was back I had a wonderful discussion about DC government, politics, and such with some good friends and it was great.

I can generally tell I am talking too much when people get the glazed-over look and become distracted...

I wish more people would poke out of their comfortable little bubbles at school. While I can see that a lot of people can't fit these experiences in just for time (like my nursing or education major friends), I think that it does us more good to venture out, see the world beyond our neighborhood, and to come back with the knowledge of what is out there. How can we be salt and light to the world, when we don't even interact with it? But that's another topic, and I'm alrightly slightly losing my train of thought.

ttyl.